Chapter two: Smart Little Kit
For the really slow morning to start off, screams and yowls sounded from the direction from camp. It was louder than Soulkit ever imagined on their care of the royal she is. Grasspaw started to walk faster from the camp entrance, which had Soulkit to jog after him.
Soulkit tripped over a branch, falling chest-first into the mud. Grasspaw turned around and began nosing her up. "Hurry up! The clan will send patrols soon!" he spat angrily.
She quickly stood up and without shaking her pelt, bolted at the direction of where they were going.
After a while, Grasspaw yowled, loud enough for her to hear, "Stop! We are fine now!" Soulkit immediately stopped and Grasspaw toppled her over.
"Ow…" he grumbled and sat up. "We are safe now. We are on the other side of the Marshclan borders." Soulkit's eyes lit up and jumped around excitedly.
"No more royalty! A new life! Thank you so much!" she squeaked happily as she bounced around. Mud splattered against Grasspaw's pelt.
Grasspaw purred, "Anything for my friend, my only friend." his pelt brushed against her's, getting much more muddier.
Soulkit blinked at him, feeling miserable for him. Grasspaw once told her, he always gets bullied by other cats because of his temper. Every blame was on him, and he have given no chance to speak for himself. Once, he was blamed on killing Redflower, a Snowclan cat. During punishment, Goldenpaw stood up and spoke up for him. Marshclan is a really horrible clan.
To Soulkit, he has a kind heart on the inside, and a large temper on the outside. Suddenly, Grasspaw's pelt collapsed onto her, making her falling down with him.
"You must have went on moon-high patrol.. Sorry.." she muttered under her breath and squeezed out of his weight. Soulkit looked around, and dragged him under a bush. Once under covered, she added some Beech leaves to the roof covering. Quick thinking! Soulkit thought happily. Now.. What is for the nests? Anything soft?
She looked around, it's almost leaf-bare, there should be a lot of leaves… She picked up some of the freshest leaves on the ground and piled them next to the make-shift den's entrance.
Wow! She felt like an apprentice, is that what Grasspaw felt like?
Unable to create the nest with him snoring, she moved the collectibles in the small den, and something shot her. Their scent! The brown tabby she-cat looked around and lifted her nose to smell for anything strong scented. Nothing. Maybe snow?
Soulkit nudged some in front of the den, then stood in front of her proud work. "Yes!" she exclaimed excitedly. "I am useful for Grasspaw at least!"
A large growl came from a short distance as she looked around. The growl came again and realized where it came from. "Oh Starclan!" she purred. Her stomach was empty, hungry. How did she not notice? "I am not useful for my stomach," she sighed.
The den began to stir as the snow mount was carved down. Grasspaw gave out a huge snort and yawn, and stepped over the mass of snow.
"Ah! You are awake!" Soulkit meowed. "I'm hungry.." she turned her head around to her side. "Really hungry." as she said that, a huge grumble made Grasspaw laugh.
"Okay, Soulpaw, let's find something to eat in this early Leaf-bare." he meowed sarcastically, flicking his tail for an order to follow.
Soulkit twitched her ears, "Did you just call me, Soulpaw? What was that for?" Grasspaw looked behind him.
"Because you want to learn right? And hunting… Is the first thing in survival for your clan." he purred, turned around and said nothing.
"Weird cat," she thought to herself. The trees were almost bare, with a few yellow leaves dancing in the wind. Though, not like green, fresh leaves, they just stay in the position.
Grasspaw stopped abnormally in his walks, Soulkit almost crashed into his hindquarters. Thank Starclan, she didn't.
He shot her a glare, flattened his ears and mouthed, "Stay. There."
Soulkit stopped in her tracks and sat down, ever so slowly. Grasspaw snapped his head back and vanished in some large orange plants.
Soulkit stared at the plants, wondering when he would get back.
A slight rustle sounded from the plants as a small rabbit ran in front of her, followed by a black pelt. "Soulkit watch out!" he warned loudly.
Too late. He crashed into her, falling on her side with him on her. "Ow…. What was that for, Grasspaw!"
He looked dazed. "I could have bought that rabbit." he grumbled, eyes narrowing at the direction the prey have ran to.
"Urm… Grasspaw?" she asked quietly. He seemed to be out of his presence. "Grasspaw?!" she growled. Finally, he looked at her with a confused cloud on his face.
"What?"
"Get off me. Please." she whispered.
Grasspaw looked around, just aware of where was, scrambled off. Soulkit could see his pelt bristling as she purred.
"You are a really wonderful friend." she meowed. Grasspaw's gaze traveled to her's.
"Me too." he purred.
A/N: I am going to change the way I write on the next chapter! This chapter may seem awkward, but I didn't add too much purring because Soulkit is only five moons old! Far too young…. If you know what I mean. Haha… I really like it so far. Sorry if it seems short, I just don't have the feeling to do it! Now there is no internet, I will be writing… A lot… Too much things happening in this chapter! Aggh! So may things happening in the real world! Aggh! Help me! I'm exaggerating! *Falls to the floor with an authorized cough* Nah, I'm fine.
Note: THE QUESTIONS ARE MAJOR SPOILER ALETS…. DON'T READ THEM IF YOU WANT TO GET SURPRISED OR TENSE FOR THE NEXT COUPLE OF CHAPTERS
QOTC 1(Question of the Chapter):Have you seen the two? Hahaha… Answer it and a cookie will appear on your desk!
QOTC 2: Hey guys! Have you seen, Grass. By.. I really forgot what her name was… Sorry! It's a one-shot story created by this author I ADORE. The Stories of the Clans. A newest chapter, Grass, is basically Grasspaw's death.. Kinda… Although, it gives you an idea… And I love her stories! It makes me want to purr!
I had nothing to do! Don't get upset because this chapter is lame. I think it is lame at least. It won't if I actually had the tense to write!
Really sorry.